Upon hearing the inquiry, the golden-haired beauty outside the cell door, whose physique and elegance matched his stunning looks, answered as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Of course, I came to see you."
In an instant, Luo En's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously stepped back into the corner, using the wall to firmly protect his posterior.
There was no way around it; though he was straighter than a steel rod himself, he couldn't fend off the capricious play of the Greek gods, most of whom were amorous towards both sexes.
If he remembered correctly, Apollo had male lovers.
—The son of the King of Sparta,, Hyacinthus, a beautiful youth.
